New Game, Old Game

I got some video of the game described last post. Tom liked this game a lot, but no more! We took down his cube condo this weekend and replaced it with a dog crate, and there’s no more corridor between the bars and wall. I’ve stuffed the paper under the cupboard beside his cage for now, but that’s going too (we’re fixing up the living room). My mind is churning about a suitable replacement…

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We Discovered a New Game

I stuff a bunch of crumpled up pages from the Yellow Pages behind his cage, and he digs them out. Fun for everyone. I’d like to try the old small-box-inside-big-box trick, but with the small box stuffed with crumpled up yellow pages, see how he likes that. I even saw him binky behind his cage yesterday — it’s a pretty narrow space, so it was a binky limited to the vertical axis, but he managed it somehow! Oh, buns.

A Happy Rabbit

Thomas jumped off the sofa and looked toward the sideboard. We usually put down a towel for him under there, some hay etc. It wasn’t there because I’d recently cleaned the room. I got up to get the towel — he followed my movements with his eyes, and when I approached with towel in hand he danced. So cute! I love these moments of sympathetic communication. Now he’s under there, attacking his hay. Good bun.

The Future is Now!

I’m done school! Done! I’m back! etc.

I’m busy looking for work, planning for the future, organizing my time and all that. I’ve been working on an update to the TRC website, torontorabbits.org. I’m reading the latest Sookie Stackhouse book! I’ve got tickets to Angels in America! And it’s spring! Apple blossoms! Major home renos!

Last week, we went away to visit my Grampa (80 years old!). We were gone less than 48 hours, we had a sitter come in twice, but still the rabbit didn’t do so well (through no fault of the sitter, I should note. Dude, in case you’re reading this, you’re the awesomest! Our bun’s just an effing suck). I came back to sludge, teeny tiny poops, and a reluctance to finish his greens. Not even 36 hours! He’s gotta man up. Since then, he’s mostly bounced back, but he’s incredibly lickey (like, he’s licking everything, desperately). I’m so excited at the thought of bonding him with another bun. I really feel he needs an intimate. Before that can happen I have to fix up the cage, and save some emergency dough — but I can see it, I can smell it, I can taste it!

from Dr. Jacoby

Did you sometimes get the feeling that Laura was harboring some awful and terrible secret? A secret bad enough that she wanted to die because of it? Bad enough that it drove her to consciously find people’s weaknesses and prey on them, tempt them, break them down, make them do terrible, degrading things? Laura wanted to corrupt people, because that’s how she felt about herself.

Jacoby to Bobby Briggs in Twin Peaks, episode 6.